Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Money

If it's 'bout money
Then you to kill them, haha
Come here nigga, that's the way, uh
I'mi wake Hollywood up in this tonight

Thug Money got blood on it plus a little
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it
Thug Money got blood on it plus a residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it

Thug Money got blood on it a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it
Thug Money got blood on it a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it

I'm back when I was younger
I usta hustle in the
No for crime
I had to help my

And I the rainy weather
Make me better
Running into in da ghetto
Trying to get my together

However, I'm giving fuck niggas pillars
Robbing fake dealers
And these fake ass killers for my
They keep fingers on the triggers

they heard about you business
And these fuck niggas trying to end
So I'm ready, just riding in the Chelli
Me and my cousin Chopper and we stopping for that fetti

Call us foolish, of how we feel the way we do this
Slanging, and shooting even neighborhood polluted
I'm ready to do this and weed
I'm always louted duck tape ya muted
If the shit move, I it, hold on

Thug Money got on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it
Money got blood on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it

I'm this one for my homies
Who left his baby lonely
Got dat neva saw him
Got kids who don't even him

Got to count his sent
one chance be his only lesson
For the homies all be
His son's got missions

Hold on, don't fall, I've been there
And I know, 'cause see all my niggas dope dealers
But they killers, for sure, call us thugs
So give us our own section in the
Allow us to use our drugs, what, nigga what, say it

Thug Money got blood on it a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it
Thug Money got blood on it a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it

Money got blood on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it
Thug Money got blood on it a little residue
Boy, I'm telling you, I put my on it

I can't believe you haven't heard of a dog, pop, a bird
And no on how the Feds got the inside word
He left his real homies home and all my thug gone
And ain't no telling when the boy getting home
See everybody needs a hustle, so stay from those ain't
Especially, you getting in front of muscle

'Cause them fools try to touch ya
They know you for yours
So day one, they don't trust ya
This whole style I be for

Sometimes, look I'm running fast speed
And this old bad luck taking me
Life's full of lies, too many guys
Who need to and God knowns a nigga tried

When it's gone get better, like never
In this we live
Us niggas can't stick together
However, I guess a change got to come this
One day, but now, I can't accomplish shit

Patience for the
Waiting to die for the that I'm facing
So I'm on the edge
I'm till I'm dead, yeah

Standing free from them and far away from them Feds
I say I never had no job, rot
Living in the park, back when I was
And things got better, my pockets got fatter

from to Jimbo, Timbo's, to Polo sweaters
Nigga came a key and turned it into three
And got my fuck ass running from me
And

Thug Money got on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it
Money got blood on it plus a little residue
Boy, I'm you, I put my heart on it

Tha thug got blood on it
Tha thug got blood on it